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Lime Cream Cheese Wontons

In the twelve years we have lived in our home, we have had some strange experiences with pesky animals. The worst, for me, are the mice. Because I’m a mouseophobe. Or rodentophobe. Wait, I’m not afraid of hamsters or squirrels. Let’s stick with mouseophobe. And ratophobe.

I. HATE. Mice. I can’t word that strongly enough.

So one day, a couple years ago, when Robb was conveniently out of town, I heard this weird scratching noise in the basement hallway. After dark. I stood in the hall to check it out and the noise disappeared. I walked away, and it started again. I came back and it stopped. It was like a horror film.

Exactly like a horror film.

I told Robb over the phone that I thought there was a mouse inside the wall, and he told me I was crazy, and I told him, “You’ll see.” The following day, when he returned from his trip, I took him directly to the downstairs hallway. And he heard it. And he agreed with me. “I think there’s a mouse inside the wall!”

Like I said.

Long story short, he used a little saw to cut a hole in the wall, and then we covered the hole with a clear plastic container, and waited for the mouse to jump out. Because a dead mouse inside the walls might be worse than a live one. We caught the mouse, and took it outside to kill it, where it escaped. And when I say “we” I of course mean Robb. Because I am not going anywhere near that thing.

I am not making any of this up. This is 100% true. I am including this photographic evidence for you skeptics. Nor am I making up this next story, which is happening this week.

We knew there was a mouse in the kitchen. I took the dog with me into the kitchen for protection. I don’t know if he’s a mouser, but I think this is as good a time as any to find out. So Robb set these traps, and we went to bed.

A few minutes later, he heard a snap and got up. I stayed in bed. I heard him go the garage, then come back. He stood there a minute, and then said, “That’s not good.”

{Long pause for effect.}

So it turns out what happened is that he found the trap upside-down and still twitching. He should have stepped on it, but he thought that might be a little gross. So he went to the garage to find a container to put it in, and when he came out, the mouse had freed itself…

… by leaving half it’s face in the trap!!

It just sat there without a nose, bleeding all over the floor. Robb got very close to getting a bucket over it, but it recovered from it’s shock and got away. So now there is a nose-less mouse probably dying in some dark corner of my kitchen that I can’t get to. I’m so sorry I don’t have photographic evidence of this one. Wait, who am I kidding? No, I’m not.

I just hope “we” find him before he starts to smell.

What does all this have to do with cream cheese wontons? Absolutely nothing. But if you’re one of those people that is mouseophobic, and one of those people that self-medicates with food, and one of those people who hates frying because you hate cleaning up the grease splatters, these baked Lime Cream Cheese Wontons might bring a little comfort into your life.

Also, you can get them made quickly, before the dog gets tired of protecting you.

Remind me sometime to tell you the story of the baby birds that died on my front porch.

9 thoughts on “Lime Cream Cheese Wontons”

These look DIVINE. I’m making them. Or better yet, I’m having an open house the day before your birthday so you can make treats and bring them to me as a gift to yourself (me) from yourself. YOU’RE WELCOME.

These wontons look and sound so delicious. The lime cream cheese sounds amazing, so refreshing.

And holy moly, mice!!! My house is a terraces (2 neighbours on each side of me, joined) and one of the neighbours stores food in their attic. And we suddenly have mice now, in the attic. We’ve got all of them out, for now, but they’ll obviously be back. Ugh! I feel your pain, and fear! Ew, ew ew.

Ugh. That mouse in the kitchen is no fun. When we moved to St. Louis a few years ago we first rented a house while deciding where we wanted to buy. One night a mouse got in. Our cat went wild – we heard running, thumping, smashing for quite awhile. Including one mad dash across our bed! Our cat doesn’t like to eat mice, just “play” with them – so we found a dead mouse in our dining room the next morning. Anyway, on to the wontons! These look great – love the hit of lime. Thanks for this (and let us know the end of the mouse saga).

To tell you the truth, I usually just mix cream cheese with sugar and nothing else, to put in these wontons. However, if you had another citrus fruit (lemon, orange, even grapefruit) I’m sure that would work. Good luck!